Aera; that was her name, in his eyes she was no less prettier than a daisy. He would look at her from far, laughing and giggling. That's how his day was made.
As time flowed, his love deepened, could he still admire her from far ? how could he ? His heart would skip a beat everytime she look into his eyes for a second and they look away. Her cheeks warming up resembling the color of tender rose petals.
Through the busy corridors; rushing to their respective classes. she was talking to her friends and walking at the same time. And he being in a hurry, more focused on arranging his school supplies and not looking which way he was going, in a moment they clashed. Fate or just a mere coincidence? we never know. She was perplexed. Flustered by this sudden encounter, he quickly tried to gather his stuff which was now scattered on the floor. Shy boy wanted to run away. but there she was, looking fondly at him fumbling with his things. His ears turning red, not sparing a second glance at her, he ran. She smiled to herself, falling in love with his clumsy yet adorable state. Straightening her white pleated skirt when she was about to walk away, her eyes fell on the blue pouch which belonged to the shy boy. she picked it up. Having him in her mind and his pouch in her backpack. The school bell broke her chain of thoughts as she also hurried towards her classroom.
Finally the day was over. Rushing towards the main gate, she tried catching here breath. Closing her eyes for a moment she felt spring breeze pass through her hair. She opened her eyes and there he was. His wavy locks falling on his forehead, walking towards the exit while humming a song. His eyes met hers and he felt butterflies in his stomach. Feeling shy again, he tried walking past her but she held his wrist, stopping him. Too nervous to look into her eyes, his body froze and world around him seemed hazy. Somehow managing to look at her, he never knew she was much prettier when you take a closer look. She handed him his property and was about to leave. another wrist was held... this time it was the shy boy. He took a moment to admire her Hazel eyes and plump rosy lips. He was lost in her.
A mere encounter changed their admiration to tender love. As seasons passed, they were Walking hand in hand under cherry blossoms in spring, sharing an ice cream cone on a bright summer day, dancing their heart out and kissing under the rain and cuddling and warming each other's heart in winter. Their love flourished. Is this how love feels like ? Even though problems exist, their existence feels valueless.
© Sarang